I just came back from a gathering with one of my Uni friend, Nic. He was the first person that I bumped into on the first day of orientation. It is quite unbelievable that we still have some common topics to chat with after so many years. We discussed a lot for the past few hours. One of the topic was about our "Architect's dream" in the old days.
I can say that we may not look so much different compare to the days at Uni but we did go through a lot of things for the past few years. Now we have different perception toward Architecture but I found out both of us still remain the passion in the field.
In other words, I always believe that if you love certain thing, your feeling toward that will always remain but in different form when in different time. I always tell people that I am getting bored with Architecture and feel like giving up. But it is not true actually. I have no idea how to describe the feeling. Should I say that I have no choice but only Architecture in my life? Maybe? I do feel like no Architecture no life in the old days. When the moment I started to learn Architecture, I have no way to stop myself from thinking about it until today. Even now I will still like to use my mobile phone to take photo of the surrounding building or any related detailing that I think is interesting.
Or maybe I should put in this way: "If a person start to learn Architecture, he or she will die with Architecture." It may not apply to everyone but I think it may apply to myself. I admit that I am not good in Architecture, but my heart seems like tight with it by itself.
What can I do with it? I am quite confuse sometimes. If want to use a simple sentence to describe myself, I would say: "A person not good in Architecture and yet to finish his Architecture studies. Most probably he will not complete his studies. But his passion in Architecture is not lesser than those who called himself as professional Architect. Will he be the next Tadao Ando?"
We will see...
